Let's write a lengthy one shall we?
Continuing off my previous post, I woke up on the subsequent day at about 8 (not sure why, guess my body knows better :3 ) and I went to check my phone. Indeed, MOE was efficient. I was posted to AJC.
Hooray..? Well it was my first choice. But I didn't even visit the school before, didn't know how it worked. Everyone had their own opinion on AJC; mostly negative. "Mugger school" "School looks like it was going to collapse" "Chicken rice sucks" (that was from Junyu LMAO) and Daniel described it as "dilapidated place where kidnappers will hide people in" so I was kind of picturing a attap hut with broken doors and teachers and students inside.
So on the first day I woke up early, but slowed myself down because I was not used to the early timing, thus I ran late. Took the 76, thanks to my mother who told me 76 was an alternative to 269 there. (If I didn't know this I'll definitely be later.) Alighted before the interchange because I had NO BLOODY CLUE HOW TO GO TO AJC LOL (no scouting unfortunately) and I walked to the side gate instead, slowing me down even further. I realised that I should have alighted at the interchange afterwards.
Oh, before this. When I was returning from my class chalet, my supposed OGL called me. Her name was "Xinyi" but I wasn't sure of any details because I was unfortunately in an MRT station when she called. She told me to bring $22, water and some stuff. She asked me for my dietary preference and I misheard it as "any questions". Thus, I just spammed her random questions. When she later answered my question and again reiterated her question, I was really embarrassed and said none. I was also supposedly in OG33. (Again was unsure because THANK YOU PASIR RIS MRT FOR BEING SO NOISY)
Never gonna go outdoors when I'm expecting a call already.
On the first day, I went to school in my school uniform, nervous but not as nervous as like going to ANDSS or APS on the first day. I told myself, since my sister can survive, why can't I? When I walked inside, the principal ( I read on the AJC confessions about how Mr Lee actually greets the students in the morning) was standing at the side gate and greeting the new students. Well, this looks promising!
Outside the library a group of J2s were welcoming the noobs and were enthusiastic. I managed to find my way to the AJ Square and saw rows and rows and rows of people. Holy shit. JC ain't joking. The one level here is probably two levels of secondary school students. Considering the number of secondary schools and junior colleges, I soon realised why. Found a cone with OG33, sat down. Didn't talk to anyone(ShawnSoAntiSocial) but then at least a schoolmate was in my group (Anlly~)
Was sent to the auditorium, sitting on the 3rd floor. Cool stuff. Couldnt exactly remember the details of this part now, but I think the principal introduced us to AJC, Non Mihi Solum (Daniel said he prefered Non Mihile Solum because it was cooler lmao), and how things worked. Then the various teachers/HODs of the subjects came to explain the syllabus and whatnot. Apparently H2 Math was 3 times as intense as A Math.
The great start was suddenly not so great. LOL
The dude beside me from AMK Sec, Mikail then started talking to me because the talks were boring him. Sitting in the auditorium for a few hours also took a toll on me, after a break when I came back I struggled to keep my eyes open. Aircon, y u do dis?
Now things start to get hazy around here. I learnt that I had to buy Graphic Calculators (cool stuff) and my uniform etc., went home, came back the next day, went through a group of seniors with their arms raised (lol), more talks the whole day. Now I was starting to think of my sister saying that her orientation was boring, but then according to the schedule this was supposed to be the 2nd day of Matriculation. Whatever that means... Hmm...
So on the 1st day of Orientation, huat ah time for some fun~~ Apparently OG 33 was in Harlequin, represented by the colour green. There were Raven (black), Roseate (red), Xanthous(yellow) and Cerulean(blue) (Cerulean City..?) Now that I mention it, there were quite a few Andersonians coming with me to Anderson. (hah) Daniel, Harrick, Glenn, Junyu, Junwei, Vishnu just to name a few guys. Xinyi, Jodeen, Kelly, Jiahui, Rachel, Shu Qing for the girls. Oh and Ridhwaan.
So we were all split into different houses, etc. My OGLs were Xin Yi (ooh another one), Gladys, Jia Wei (absent too many times because of station games haaa) and Han Quan. They had to collect our valuables every day (except the firs I believe) and also $2.50 for lunch in the morning, and they struggled to remember my OG's names (I struggled worst). There were 2 Daniels (1 appealed away though haaa) and 2 Shawn(Sean)s in the group. Just to add the difficulty.
Now I can't remember stuff from this time in chronological order but we had many station games, activities among ourselves, dance practices until I was sapped. Also the OGLs kept spamming us to "Drink up". Now that's some good advice, the weather was fit to kill.
Hmmm what did we play? Hmmm Mikail and I had to lift up Charmaine sedan-style and let her take take the cloth out of her opponent (from Jun Wei's OG haa). And we won~ Let's go ma bamboo arms~~
Hmm we had dodgeball (gave me a bruise) the game close to "Virus" where a long chain of chasers have to catch the other runners. Fair play to the guy who helped me up when we tangled up.
Oh, we had went to Level 3 for a skipping rope challenge. You know, the one where everyone have to jump inside this 1km long rope. Finally my frog legs become useful.
As a group, we played Whacko, the MRT game, Duck duck goose. Hmmm... (Shawn's browser cache seems to have been emptied)
Why :(
Anyway here's something interesting, AJ helps us nurture our inner dancer. We had to learn 3 separate dances, first one consisting of Pump It and DJ got us fallin' in love (my favourite), 2nd one Roar and Treasure. Last one is a couple dance, Mambo No.5 :OO:O::O
Spoiler, the whole school chanted "Pump It" after our orientation ended and then we just danced there after they played it LOL. I consider myself quite able to dance this, except when the beat goes too fast and I rage T_T Treasure practically drived me nuts.
Mambo No. 5 was a couple dance, and I was sent to a random OG because my OG had not enough girls. The girl was like so antisocial I felt like I was a socialite all of a sudden. But we had to do twirls, some jazz movements or something like that, ain't dance expert. I can picture myself dancing with my loved one like this in the future keke. Just need more practice and I'm good to go.
Let's talk about the final game, the Colour Fiesta. Basically the game is simple, water bombs, cardboard shields, newspaper lollipops. Defend your candy. I took a piece of cardboard with a hole in a middle and stuck my hand through. And that was how I became a defender of the Harlequin Lollipop. LOL you know everyone wants to throw the water bombs and soak others right? I had a feeling that I should be the shield on that day somehow and thus I volunteered to be the sacrifice. Other OGLs came to the whole mob of tall people with cardboard and wished us good luck. For the first 15 minutes or so very little action occurred, the 5 houses just kept coming closer in the cycle-and-phase concept. We can negotiate with other houses, like make alliances or just be little bitches, and we somehow had always partnered with Xanthous all along. Then suddenly at the last freaking moment, Cerulean people suddenly rushed up to the flanks and sent watery hell! I positioned my cardboard at the middle as I was at the frontline and everyone else covered the top. So hey, why not I protect you guys instead :3 . Anyway the bombs came like fast and furious, really rapidly and strongly. Those that exploded in front of me had the explosive radius of 100000km. Those that landed on the cardboard felt as if someone threw a roll of cloth, except that it splattered so unforgivingly. I was yelping (everybody was) as it rained bombs. It lasted at least 1 minute. When the storm was over, I lifted my shield. It practically changed colour LMAO and I could fold it in four, it became so soft to that extent. Unfortunately the lollipops were damaged :( Even though we had surrounded the lollipops with out bodies and carboard. I thought we were impenetrable but the extent of the bombing was crazy.
Shoes and socks became 1kg heavier too hehehe. Wore my fresh dry shirt wrongly, some OGL told me to change it back (ShawnSoEmbarrassing)
And then the finale. Damn everybody was on drugs. The Music Club performed first and even though I don't know what song they were playing everyone went nuts and some OGs went around dancing in a chain. (got chased back by angry OGLs ahaa) and then the Harmonica Club actually performed Catch Me! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn I could only recognise it during the chorus. And then the different house OGLs came to dance!wowow and then of course at the end everyone chanted for PumpIt/ClubCantHandleMe and we got what we wanted. Oh, Raven won also. Bloody hell, Harlequin was practically owning everyone for the first 2 days. ShawnSoSad.
My OG wanted to go out for dinner (it was 8 and they only passed around biscuits) and then the original plan of AMK Hub food court somehow changed to Popeyes. Sensing that I should go back, and that I didn't want to eat fried food (throat was crying), I went to Popeyes and took an early leave. Probably should have done so because they kept taking selfies there and spamming the Whatsapp group. (seems legit)
And today, lessons already started! First a PE briefing. Basically I'm in for a rough year. 2.4 is the normal run length. LOL guess you can look forward for a fitter Shawn. Math lecture, didn't finish my homework, (hey I did 2 pages) and the teacher spammed through. Graphic calculators are quite fun to use though. NOT UNTIL ITS MIXED WITH DIFFICULT SUMS!!(&!@$!@
Then a random 2 hour+ break. Random stuff is random.
Physics lecture, basically I'm screwed for Physics.
Ok that's about it. CCA wise I think I'm going to join Hasif in the underworld meddling in Infocomm (somehow this Infocomm is not the cameras/PA system related), aiming to develop mobile apps/ learn flash again because MACROMEDIA FLASH IS SO FUN!!!
If I'm sent back to robotics hell then looks like there's only 1 way to go.
I'll end this off with OG 33, Chartreuse (char-truce in case I forget how to pronounce it, practically no one can) Although not everyone is friendly and sociable (heh) we worked together as one, danced as one, cheered as one, and this is an unforgettable experience. Special thanks to Xin Yi, Gladys, Han Quan (flash hugs !!) and Jia Wei again. They put in a lot of effort for this shit, it makes me have grudging respect for them. Thank you again. (in fact my OG prepared gifts for them today.)
Did I mention I kind of stole the Anderson whoosh whoosh cheer and gave it to Chartreuse?
C IS FOR CHARTREUSE WHOOSH WHOOSH!
Friday, February 14, 2014
Monday, February 3, 2014
Post before JC opens.
I will get my results back tomorrow, and will enter JC on the next day.
Shit just got real eh?
Anyway if you didn't know my results, 10 raw, -4 so it's a 6.
Am I happy? No. Am I sad? No. But it wasn't my ideal result so I do feel some disappointment inside of me.
Some results surprised me, both positively and negatively. Never would have thought my Combined Humanities would be a B4. Fortunately Singapore's L1R5 system is so screwed up it saved my ass. English B3, Higher Chinese C6. If we had used an overall raw score instead, things would be so, so different.
I would like describe my future as 'foggy'. I feel listless sometimes (when I get moody lulz) and fatigued. I figure this would be due to the fact that I do not have a goal and purpose in life. There is nothing pushing me forward.
We go into school, day in day out learning things (which is good) and then come home do work eat sleep repeat. That was practically my secondary school life. Is it meant to be like this?
JC, don't even get me started. According to my sister JC will be the harder, way harder than secondary school. My curriculum will roughly end in the afternoon, about 4. That's not including my CCA. So do work, sleep, repeat. Next day, go back to school. Is there anything else to life?
After education, NS, university (aka education again), go out to work. And guess what? Working life ain't much different! Do work, sleep repeat. That is, of course, if your work isn't ideal.
Is life just about slaving yourself? That's how I currently feel, probably because I do not have a focus at all. And if I do have a focus, if I am working to that focus, I wonder if any thing will change. Maybe I will enjoy my slavery.
We see all those posts on the Internet "Follow your dreams" "Listen to your heart" etc. etc. In an ideal world I say hey, I will do that. But this world isn't ideal and if things doesn't go your way we have a big problem. I do believe that I also lack motivation and the push to achieve goals (if I have any) currently and thus we have another problem, self. I still have not found any focus, the objective that my whole life revolves about, the goal.
I just recalled something. The job of taking care of a few islands in Australia (or so) was described to be 'The best job in the world' by the media. Oh rly? Is it really so? If one does not enjoy that job, is it still the best job in the world?
Which puts the spotlight one one fear that I have. I do not know what my parents' dreams are. But they both work in the office, what we call 'white collared workers'. Day in day out, in the office, in front of the computer, in front of their bosses, slaving away (that's to put it crudely) just to grind out the dough, for who else, but for me. What if the in the future, I become like them? Instead of "following my dreams", I am resignated to do these jobs, forever?
It's all a bunch of 'what-ifs'. Why am I suddenly talking about this? I feel tired today actually lololol (revert back to normal Shawn mode) and when I'm tired I get more philosophical (logic ftw)
Ate flu medicine actually because my nose was leaking non stop. So maybe I will doze off on the computer later.
I really do hope JC life won't choke my soul and strangle my windpipe and esophagus. And my brain.
Until then, lets continue moving on.
Shit just got real eh?
Anyway if you didn't know my results, 10 raw, -4 so it's a 6.
Am I happy? No. Am I sad? No. But it wasn't my ideal result so I do feel some disappointment inside of me.
Some results surprised me, both positively and negatively. Never would have thought my Combined Humanities would be a B4. Fortunately Singapore's L1R5 system is so screwed up it saved my ass. English B3, Higher Chinese C6. If we had used an overall raw score instead, things would be so, so different.
I would like describe my future as 'foggy'. I feel listless sometimes (when I get moody lulz) and fatigued. I figure this would be due to the fact that I do not have a goal and purpose in life. There is nothing pushing me forward.
We go into school, day in day out learning things (which is good) and then come home do work eat sleep repeat. That was practically my secondary school life. Is it meant to be like this?
JC, don't even get me started. According to my sister JC will be the harder, way harder than secondary school. My curriculum will roughly end in the afternoon, about 4. That's not including my CCA. So do work, sleep, repeat. Next day, go back to school. Is there anything else to life?
After education, NS, university (aka education again), go out to work. And guess what? Working life ain't much different! Do work, sleep repeat. That is, of course, if your work isn't ideal.
Is life just about slaving yourself? That's how I currently feel, probably because I do not have a focus at all. And if I do have a focus, if I am working to that focus, I wonder if any thing will change. Maybe I will enjoy my slavery.
We see all those posts on the Internet "Follow your dreams" "Listen to your heart" etc. etc. In an ideal world I say hey, I will do that. But this world isn't ideal and if things doesn't go your way we have a big problem. I do believe that I also lack motivation and the push to achieve goals (if I have any) currently and thus we have another problem, self. I still have not found any focus, the objective that my whole life revolves about, the goal.
I just recalled something. The job of taking care of a few islands in Australia (or so) was described to be 'The best job in the world' by the media. Oh rly? Is it really so? If one does not enjoy that job, is it still the best job in the world?
Which puts the spotlight one one fear that I have. I do not know what my parents' dreams are. But they both work in the office, what we call 'white collared workers'. Day in day out, in the office, in front of the computer, in front of their bosses, slaving away (that's to put it crudely) just to grind out the dough, for who else, but for me. What if the in the future, I become like them? Instead of "following my dreams", I am resignated to do these jobs, forever?
It's all a bunch of 'what-ifs'. Why am I suddenly talking about this? I feel tired today actually lololol (revert back to normal Shawn mode) and when I'm tired I get more philosophical (logic ftw)
Ate flu medicine actually because my nose was leaking non stop. So maybe I will doze off on the computer later.
I really do hope JC life won't choke my soul and strangle my windpipe and esophagus. And my brain.
Until then, lets continue moving on.
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